Now I want to take this portion of my blog to thank those that have helped me since my broken ankle and my giving birth. If I leave anyone out I apologize, but I really am thankful from the bottom of my heart. First off all those that have said prayers for me, the baby, and my family.
My grandma, Travis, Mike, Missy, and Mollie, for staying with me those first couple weeks after I broke my ankle. The kids for doing all they do (even if it was the bare minimum at times). Also those that stopped by to see how I was doing (Dusty), providing snacks (Bryce and Amanda who both showed up with sundaes and frosty's for not just me, but the whole lot of kids), and all the books to borrow (Julie, Erica, and Jessica). My neighbor Carol for making us several delicious meals and Nadia for her delicious meal, too. I've never had pulled pork and that was yummy!
To those that stayed with me or kept me company those first couple weeks while I was still not able to walk after I had the baby: Kris, Kendra, Mollie, my mom, and Grandma. My church for providing us lots of meals that first week I was home with Rowan. Also the people that stopped by to see how the baby and I were doing including my friend Jessica, Ashley, and my cousin Jessica.
Most of all I want to thank my wonderful husband. I have mentioned in more than one blog his involvement in keeping the house, taking care of me, and working to provide the bacon for our table. Kirby is really such a wonderful person! I honestly don't think anyone else could have taken better care of me. He has been patient, tender, and loving. He has helped me when I was unable to help myself in every embarrassing way- especially postpartum. I wish I could express how wonderful he really is, but I feel a simple blog won't do him justice. I just can't express how I feel in mere words. I am not by any means done with my recovery, but I have to give credit where credit is due. I wish anyone could get a glimpse of how I see him through my eyes.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Adventures of Rowan
So after 8 years what is it like to be a mommy again? Weird. I had not forgotten how to change a dirty diaper. Or to make sure I don't jostle a baby too much after a feeding. Although an "emergency" trip to the bathroom left me no choice, but to let him swing shortly after eating. He enjoyed it, but not so much the changing of the clothes for the 3rd time that day. Daddy and I learned when changing the diaper to make sure it is pointed down in the diaper and not left to it's own accord. That lesson took us a while. Like SEVERAL clean outfits and blankets later from the diaper leaking through the leg.
Also I have the worlds cutest infant (currently screaming in daddy's arms cuz he refuses to burp). That baby burps like a real grown up person. He has his own personality and will grunt (like we're fooled) while he's being burped. When he does though- wow. I bet he could put a couple drunks to shame. Okay he's loud, but maybe not THAT loud. Definitely all boy!
He is 3 1/2 weeks now. Where did the time go?
Besides taking care of my wee one I haven't done anything overly amusing except for recovery. Apparently being a new mother, learning to walk, and have had major abdominal surgery takes it out of you. I still have wicked cabin fever, but I'm not as energetic and lively as I make myself out to be. I know nap when the baby does, but I'm ready to be a normal person again. So by bed time (when he's wide eyed and bushy tailed) I'm exhausted. Geez there goes that burp!
Frankenankle update: Apparently losing 25 lbs and the pregnancy induced edema is the trick for the ankle feeling 78% better. Seriously. I have began my recovery to walking- with the boot. I started out at 25% and am up to 100%. I have a wicked limp. I think that is mostly due to the fact the book raises my leg by like 2 inches. So it's nice to be able to walk to pick up my baby and carry him (albeit, I wouldn't carry him too much after he's eaten with my jagged limp!). I also have to be cautious of carrying hot liquids in a mug. A little unstable for that. -and now I did not learn that the hard way!
In all honesty I will admit, I'm scared out of my gourd to walk w/o my boot. It's like my ankle is all exposed and ready to snap again... ugh. I don't get that figure of speech "scared out of your gourd" I'm not a pumpkin!
Also I have the worlds cutest infant (currently screaming in daddy's arms cuz he refuses to burp). That baby burps like a real grown up person. He has his own personality and will grunt (like we're fooled) while he's being burped. When he does though- wow. I bet he could put a couple drunks to shame. Okay he's loud, but maybe not THAT loud. Definitely all boy!
He is 3 1/2 weeks now. Where did the time go?
Besides taking care of my wee one I haven't done anything overly amusing except for recovery. Apparently being a new mother, learning to walk, and have had major abdominal surgery takes it out of you. I still have wicked cabin fever, but I'm not as energetic and lively as I make myself out to be. I know nap when the baby does, but I'm ready to be a normal person again. So by bed time (when he's wide eyed and bushy tailed) I'm exhausted. Geez there goes that burp!
Frankenankle update: Apparently losing 25 lbs and the pregnancy induced edema is the trick for the ankle feeling 78% better. Seriously. I have began my recovery to walking- with the boot. I started out at 25% and am up to 100%. I have a wicked limp. I think that is mostly due to the fact the book raises my leg by like 2 inches. So it's nice to be able to walk to pick up my baby and carry him (albeit, I wouldn't carry him too much after he's eaten with my jagged limp!). I also have to be cautious of carrying hot liquids in a mug. A little unstable for that. -and now I did not learn that the hard way!
In all honesty I will admit, I'm scared out of my gourd to walk w/o my boot. It's like my ankle is all exposed and ready to snap again... ugh. I don't get that figure of speech "scared out of your gourd" I'm not a pumpkin!
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Welcome Home Little One
For those that have wondered where I have been the last week... We can welcome baby Rowan! He was born September 1st, 8:02, 8lbs 3oz, 20 1/4 in.
Rowan is perfect and everyone else is great. Kids doing well. Kirby really truly the best husband I could hope for.
My recovery has been a little difficult with the ankle complications and cesearian. I had 15 staples! We had a drama on sunday when I split the incision open a little. Again I have overwhelming feelings of guilt for my plight. I won't elaborate too much on the woe is me blogs.
As much pain as I'm in I would do it over for Rowan (or any of my children) if I had to. I look forward to being able to pick him up, change him, and give a bath. All that fun baby stuff.
Rowan is perfect and everyone else is great. Kids doing well. Kirby really truly the best husband I could hope for.
My recovery has been a little difficult with the ankle complications and cesearian. I had 15 staples! We had a drama on sunday when I split the incision open a little. Again I have overwhelming feelings of guilt for my plight. I won't elaborate too much on the woe is me blogs.
As much pain as I'm in I would do it over for Rowan (or any of my children) if I had to. I look forward to being able to pick him up, change him, and give a bath. All that fun baby stuff.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Frankenankle Update
This is for those actually interested in what I have to say (well of course you are mildly interested or you wouldn't read) and how my ankle is doing. I can't imagine it is interesting reading... If my ankle weren't broke I probably wouldn't read much of others constant complaining. Not that it's complaining today. It's rather update/good news.
So anyway I had my appt today and I have to be in the boot full time for the rest of the week.... ugh. so on Monday the 6th I can put 25% of my weight on it. I can start to walk with pressure- music to my ears!! So how do we know what 25% of my weight is?? I have to weigh myself, divide that by 4, then put pressure on the scale with my bad foot until I reach 25% so I know how much I can do. Clever, eh? I always wondered how you would know how much to put on it. I figured until it hurt too bad or something. The tricky part is getting ON the scale in the first place. I think if I jump on it- it won't like me.
So after a while I'll work up to 50% and so on and so forth until I am at 100% and no crutches. He give me about 6 weeks to accomplish that.
The best part?? Once I am weight bearing I can take the boot off to sleep! If you have ever slept in one of those you know how uncomfortable it is- and bulky- and hot- and itchy (that last part is probably just my leg healing or muscle atrophy-ing! I will be boot free hopefully in about 5 weeks. I am going to work really super hard.
My next blog will be- a birth announcement! I know you're all ready for those details.
ps- My orthopedic Dr said I have stainless steel in me. He also informed me I will not set off any metal detectors. I am a little disappointed in that news, but I shouldn't let it deter me from trying!
So anyway I had my appt today and I have to be in the boot full time for the rest of the week.... ugh. so on Monday the 6th I can put 25% of my weight on it. I can start to walk with pressure- music to my ears!! So how do we know what 25% of my weight is?? I have to weigh myself, divide that by 4, then put pressure on the scale with my bad foot until I reach 25% so I know how much I can do. Clever, eh? I always wondered how you would know how much to put on it. I figured until it hurt too bad or something. The tricky part is getting ON the scale in the first place. I think if I jump on it- it won't like me.
So after a while I'll work up to 50% and so on and so forth until I am at 100% and no crutches. He give me about 6 weeks to accomplish that.
The best part?? Once I am weight bearing I can take the boot off to sleep! If you have ever slept in one of those you know how uncomfortable it is- and bulky- and hot- and itchy (that last part is probably just my leg healing or muscle atrophy-ing! I will be boot free hopefully in about 5 weeks. I am going to work really super hard.
My next blog will be- a birth announcement! I know you're all ready for those details.
ps- My orthopedic Dr said I have stainless steel in me. He also informed me I will not set off any metal detectors. I am a little disappointed in that news, but I shouldn't let it deter me from trying!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Worry Worry Wart!
There will be a baby this week!!! Also I have an ankle appt tomorrow/today. I'm so nervous and excited. I'm worried my range of motion isn't good enough. I really hope to be able to start to put pressure on it. My good knee still screams in pain and pops now. Yikes!
Kirby says it will get better when I get rid of some of this heavy belly. That is this week ready or not. I have to have a c-section (if you ever have a choice natural is better and you heal faster).
I'm worried because walking helps the healing process for the c-section... And I use lots of stomach muscles to use the crutches. Besides pain I don't want to hurt my innards by over doing with the use of my muscles. I guess we'll see. I'm sure I'm not the only pregnant lady that has had to deal with this situation.
I'm also worried cuz this poor baby has had so many pain pills (my OB assures me he'd rather me take them than be in pain, but I still worry).
I must be good at that!
I am also seriously considering another personal choice of which I won't discuss at this time (if you are not dense I'm sure you know what I'm talking about). That also is reason for some worry.
Lastly I'm going to try breast feeding. I attempted with Gavin (over 12 years ago), but had trouble and not enough support. Kirby supports me, but I am afraid I will have the same problem I did with Gavin or be in more pain on top of everything else. At least that is a "normal" worry!
I know everything will be ok and work out. It always does.
Worry is a weird word when you say it over and over.
So besides those annoyong worries I'm also so super excited to meet this precious little guy. I love him so much already. Kirby is nervous and excited, too. This is our 1st, his 2nd, my 3rd, and our blended family's 4th. Plus we sometimes get Cruz. So that will be 5 kids sometimes in my house at once. From newborn to 14!! Of course that number fluctuates with the children's other parents and stuff, but we're always on our toes!
Kirby and I used to almost always get "our" time every other weekend- now we won't. We'll have to be like "normal" families! We are so ready to start this new chapter...
Of all the kids I think Gwyneth is the most excited. I can't wait to see their reactions when they meet their little brother. I wonder if anyone else (besides big sister) will want to hold him?? With that said will I ever get to hold him (I guess this is where him eating all the time will come in handy for me).
Kirby says it will get better when I get rid of some of this heavy belly. That is this week ready or not. I have to have a c-section (if you ever have a choice natural is better and you heal faster).
I'm worried because walking helps the healing process for the c-section... And I use lots of stomach muscles to use the crutches. Besides pain I don't want to hurt my innards by over doing with the use of my muscles. I guess we'll see. I'm sure I'm not the only pregnant lady that has had to deal with this situation.
I'm also worried cuz this poor baby has had so many pain pills (my OB assures me he'd rather me take them than be in pain, but I still worry).
I must be good at that!
I am also seriously considering another personal choice of which I won't discuss at this time (if you are not dense I'm sure you know what I'm talking about). That also is reason for some worry.
Lastly I'm going to try breast feeding. I attempted with Gavin (over 12 years ago), but had trouble and not enough support. Kirby supports me, but I am afraid I will have the same problem I did with Gavin or be in more pain on top of everything else. At least that is a "normal" worry!
I know everything will be ok and work out. It always does.
Worry is a weird word when you say it over and over.
So besides those annoyong worries I'm also so super excited to meet this precious little guy. I love him so much already. Kirby is nervous and excited, too. This is our 1st, his 2nd, my 3rd, and our blended family's 4th. Plus we sometimes get Cruz. So that will be 5 kids sometimes in my house at once. From newborn to 14!! Of course that number fluctuates with the children's other parents and stuff, but we're always on our toes!
Kirby and I used to almost always get "our" time every other weekend- now we won't. We'll have to be like "normal" families! We are so ready to start this new chapter...
Of all the kids I think Gwyneth is the most excited. I can't wait to see their reactions when they meet their little brother. I wonder if anyone else (besides big sister) will want to hold him?? With that said will I ever get to hold him (I guess this is where him eating all the time will come in handy for me).
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